Blah la la

distracted

I call to say hello and such, he answers, but is not present. This feels weird. I wonder what is wrong; if I’ve somehow done something wrong. Next, an awkward pause and then he mentions that he has picked up his son.

It seems that statement was code for “I can’t talk right now” or “I can’t be myself at the moment” or “I don’t want him to know how I feel about you” or 4 billion other things or none of them. The call ends with an “Okay, I’ll talk to you later.”

I continue to play out each of the 4 billion scenarios in my head, distracted from work and life for the rest of the day which is now 14 hours after the event. That, folks, is the story of how my feelings were hurt this morning. Likely, unbeknownst to him at all.